“Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot,
But the Grinch, who lived just north of Whoville, did not.”
It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight,
or that his head wasn’t screwed on just right.
But I’m fairly certain – had the Grinch lived today,
It could possibly have been the challenge of keeping…
The Toys ‘R Us emails at bay.
I realize that this is going to make me sound a little Grinchy. (Especially after last week’s post.)
However I just can’t take all the packages, boxes and bags anymore.
Shopping – an American pastime that used to be near and dear to me – currently makes me cringe and practically break into hives simply at the thought of it. (I think my Black Friday expedition, might have completely done me in.)
And poor Toys ‘R Us was the recent, unfortunate recipient of my desperate backlash.
The other day I made a impulsive, emotional decision…
I hit “unsubscribed” to Toys ‘R Us.
I just couldn’t take it anymore.
Emails every day.
Sometimes twice a day.
Who am I kidding, it was way more than that.
Sometimes I would receive 4 emails in less then 24 hours.
A screen shot of what my email inbox has looked like on any given day since Thanksgiving.
So this past week I did it, in the middle of the week I clicked unsubscribe.
Confirmation of my spur-of-the-moment decision came shortly there afterwards.
It’s official, Toys ‘R Us and I have electronically parted ways. Yes, I have broken up our nearly decade-long relationship.
Relief? Definitely. (Ridiculous but true!)
Grinchy attitude? Maybe.
I love the holidays.
What I don’t love it seems…
Is the reminder to shop (for things we really don’t need)*.
“And what happened then…? Well…in Who-ville they say
That the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day!”
And then the true meaning of Christmas came through,
without all the Toys ‘R Us emails to view.
Leave a Comment: Consumer emails – Love ’em or hate ’em? How do you keep your holiday spirit as the endless flow of ads and promotions are flung in your face?
* Don’t get me wrong, our tree is still trimmed with gifts underneath – but really, sometimes enough is enough…